Captor Poem by Adg

her sick blood runs through my veins
her bleak thoughts run through brain.
my hungered soul cannot escape
the clutches I have longed to break.

Back to happy.
Back to the norm.
Before I hated myself.
Hated my form.

I loathe the mirror
I pray it's a lie.
I gaze at myself
then shift my eyes.

yet I want her.
need her.
clutch for support
She is my soul mate
even though she distorts
my view of
myself
my family
my friends
my life